“Where are you going, Georgia? You haven't answered my question,” he asked, breaking the silence that overwhelmed the room. After his question, she remained silent without saying anything no matter what he said. He couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with him. Georgia, on the other hand, didn't know what to say. She knew there was no way she could tell him that she wanted to have a dinner date with another man while she was dating him. “I'm sorry that I wanted to leave. I received a call and it's important I attend the meeting,” she said and he arched his eyebrows. “And does the meeting have any chance to do with Smith?” He asked and she swallowed the lump that formed in her throat. She couldn't find her voice. How did he manage to know? She asked herself but she couldn't get an answer to it. “Smith? Why should I go to him? It's not about him, Edward. Please don't try to stop me,” she said and he nodded his head. “Of course, I won't stop you. But I want you to be care

“What do you say to this? Why aren't you talking?” Smith asked in a cold tone as he turned his gaze to his supposed trustworthy guard, a hacker. Micheal flinched and quickest quivered in fear. “Please give me a chance to explain myself?” He asked even though he knew he was doomed. It was indeed a huge crime offending any of the Emperor's sons. He knew his crime was unforgivable. He had sex with the woman who was the young master's ex-wife. Why didn't I think about the consequences? He was taken away by a five-minute pleasure. Only if he knew his life would be ruined with a five-minute pleasure, he wouldn't have done such a thing. He wished he could turn the hand of time but it was too late. He couldn't do anything again. He fell on his knees as his gaze landed on Smith, whose eyes were burning with rage. He knew he was in trouble. “What excuse can you give that would justify you having sex with my ex-wife? Why did you do that?”“That must be the reason you asked me to make her c

“And if this isn't Smith?” She asked and chucked mockingly as her gaze caught a glimpse of him trying to walk away to another store but she couldn't let him go easily. She had the chance to mock and ridicule him so how could she let him go easily? She creased her eyebrows as she scrutinized him. She wondered how much his boss was paying him for him to be able to afford the complete set of the Grand Armani dress. It was even a limited edition. It was one of their most expensive sets of clothes as there were only fifty pairs that were available in the market. As much as she wanted to believe it was fake, she knew it was real. The linen, the appearance, and the texture were perfect. It was flawless and she couldn't find fault with it. “What are you doing here?” She asked as she turned her icy gaze at him and he scoffed. “And why should I give you an account of every detail of my life?” He asked and she kept quiet for a moment. “I can see that you're pained. It's such a pity that y

“I'm sorry about the inconvenience caused sir. This is another receipt, sir,” the sales rep said respectfully and stretched out another receipt at him after seeing that Georgia had ruined the other one she gave to him. Smith collected it and shoved it into his pocket. He placed his hand under his chin and stroked his chin, watching her quietly. She lowered her head in shame, unable to withstand the hard gaze he was throwing at her. Although he didn't make a sound or say anything, she could tell what was coming into his mind. “Isn't it funny that you're respecting me again even after disrespected me a few minutes ago because of a minor issue I had with my bank?” He asked with sarcasm, dripping from his voice. He also sounded serious and stern. She bit on her lower lips and bent her head in shame. She didn't know what to do or how to respond to that question. It was her fault. She shouldn't have been too fast in judging her. “Well, I won't sack you because I believe you're naive,

Smith snapped out of his thoughts and looked up as his phone suddenly rang. He arched his eyebrows as his gaze landed on the caller ID. It was his ex-wife. What did she want? Just as he was wondering what she needed, he remembered that she still thought that Micheal was his boss. If only she knew the phone belonged to him and he was the boss. He smiled as reality hit him. It seemed she was beginning to face problems in her company so she decided to reach out to her so-called mysterious son so he could try to help her family out of the trouble they were facing. “I can't wait to know where this will end,” he said and threw the phone to the couch a few meters away from him. He crossed his legs as he sat down on a comfy bed with a soft smile beaming on his face. He reached out to his other phone and browsed through the internet so he could get information about Rodriquez's family but he couldn't find anything useful. It seemed they were good at hiding their problem. He logged out of